Sleep, when it is calm, it is all one need; when it is nightmarish, it is worst than imagination. I am in the middle of my final exams, in middle of my final year of studying, just one semester to past to gain my BA in English Literature and then . . . it depends on several things, but I try my best to continue my education. These days all I need is a calm sleep, and I had it today and last night and it was best than imagination.
Sleep is good, when is combining with dreams of all sorts – not nightmares – and bring happiness and good sense of living to your soul. I love my dreams; I wrote them down sometimes. I hate my nightmares, I write them down too, they are useful to my purpose of writings, sometimes is good to be a Surrealist and use dreams.
You know something, I need to write, without it I am a soul lonely boy in midst of a big, ignorant city. Read my lines and help me to write more, and more, and more.
You know; the aim is to sing.
Soodaroo
2006-01-20
8:23 PM